I love Chippy’s. I shouldn’t, but I do. It’s on Queen West just east of Strachan and they do the best chips in the city. With curry sauce or pepper mayo. And mushy peas, for the Brits. If someone told me I could have one last meal, it wouldn’t be a five course repast at the Ritz, it would be a paper sack full of chips from Chippy’s, eaten in the park across the street.